No one noticed this little bit of light buried under the earth, and at this moment, everyone's eyes were focused on the battle between Zhang Jian and the three ghost generals.

The strength of the three ghost generals is not bad, and each has their own ability, Zhang Jian is only one person, and because of the gravity here, he can't use the magic power of the law heaven and earth, so even if he wears a blood-colored mask, his strength is only comparable to the three levels of the sublimation realm.

Bang!

The black tripod turned into a black light and smashed on the body of the ghost general with wings on the human body, the black tripod was strong, and the ghost general's silver bones were broken a few times, but this ghost general was extremely strong, and he was still vigorous.

On the other side, the three-headed demon dog and the bone ring ghost general are also strong and matchless, although Zhang Jian's three flames injured the three-headed demon dog, but it aroused his ferocity, he roared and twisted more and more around his body, and even the three flames could not get close.

And the ghost general holding the bone ring is the most terrifying, his bone ring flew out, and it turned into a hundred-zhang long bone whip, and every twitch directly pulled the space away.

Zhang Jian shrank into inches, swimming away in the attack of the three ghost generals, and the yin and yang fish diagram had already dispersed, but in the face of the three silver bone ghost generals, the effect was also limited.

He was holding a mixed yuan umbrella, his sword qi was vertical and horizontal, and he was constantly playing the magic seal, and the seal was flying, this piece of heaven and earth was blown up, the roar continued, and the terrifying battle fluctuations set off a violent wind, enveloping the square and thousands of feet into it.

However, in the face of the three ghost generals, even Zhang Jian had fallen into a disadvantage, if it weren't for the Black Ding and the Treasure Fan, I am afraid he would have been injured a long time ago, but even so, with the continuous consumption of divine power, Zhang Jian also showed a trace of fatigue.

Tear and pull!

Finally, Zhang Jian's reaction slowed down a little, and the bone whip swept through the air, grazing Zhang Jian's body, although it was not completely hit, but it also made Zhang Jian's right arm scrape a large piece, the flesh was blurred, and the blood was dripping.

"He's hurt!"

Seeing Zhang Jian being rubbed by the bone whip, the eyes of everyone who were waiting for the opportunity on the side lit up, and they were ready to make a move.

"Roar!"

An invisible sound wave suddenly rippled out, and this sound wave was so strong that Zhang Jiandu's mind buzzed for a moment.

At this time, the sound wave rushed through the three flames, and the figure of the three-headed demon dog flew out in an instant, and the terrifying claws slapped on Zhang Jian's body, adding another point to Zhang Jian's injury.

"Brother Zhang!"

Jing Ran screamed, and the thorns flew out all over his body, and he attacked towards the three-headed demon dog, but after all, he was only one of the sublimation realms, and the three-headed demon dogs were silver bone ghost generals, comparable to the three of the sublimation realm, and they had survived from ancient times to the present, how powerful, under the sharp claws and fangs, the thorn strips were torn apart.

"He can't do it!"

Seeing that Zhang Jian was slandered by the three-headed demon dog, someone's eyes lit up suddenly, and he shot directly, across the country, with overwhelming momentum, to bombard Zhang Jian to death.

"Embroidery needle!"

A treasure light flew out from Zhang Jian's body, it was the embroidery needle, and at this moment, the embroidery needle flew towards the person who rushed over.

However, the one who dared to be the first to strike, how could he not guard against this invisible embroidery needle that killed people.

"Golden Shield Spirit Rune!"

Almost at the moment when Zhang Jian cast the embroidery needle, the man raised his hand, took out a spirit rune, turned into a golden and iron shield, and the embroidery needle hit it, although it pierced, but it could not be pierced, let alone kill this person after piercing.

"Kill him, and the treasure will be mine!"

Seeing this, the others knew that Zhang Jian could not use the embroidery needle for the time being, and rushed towards Zhang Jian one by one with killing intent.

At this moment, the murderous spirit is overwhelming.

"Huangquan Sansheng Slash!"

"Sun, Moon and Star Seal!"

"Lanting Sword Book!"

"Heavenly Demon Hitomi!"

Zhang Jian shot with all his might, the black ding, the treasure fan, and the mixed yuan umbrella were all facing the Quartet under his control, but the two fists were difficult to defeat the four hands, and more than twenty strong men of the sublimation realm shot together, even Zhang Jian was overstretched, and occasionally he was hit by a certain attack, and the injury increased by one point.

Jing Ran was also cut off a lot of thorns at this moment, and he was seriously injured, only Ah Niu was still fighting with the ghost general, and he couldn't tell the winner in a short time.

In the distance, Sima Wan'er looked at Zhang Jian, who was being besieged, and her eyes inexplicably revealed a hint of complexity.

Zhang Jian, Zhang Jian, you are staying in the Tianluo Dynasty, why did you come to the ancient battlefield to kill yourself?

I thought you were strong, but now you're not like a lost dog.

Sima Wan'er's mind continued to become stronger, and the fear that Zhang Jian left in his heart at the beginning was slowly fading away at this moment.

At this moment, she looked at Zhang Jian's gaze as if she was looking at a dead person.

And Sima Qingyun and the two members of the Ximen family didn't take Zhang Jian in their eyes at all.

As for Nangong Feng on the broken stone platform, he was trapped by the spirit array at the moment, and he couldn't see Zhang Jian at all.

Burst!

Hit by a divine fist, Zhang Jian's face turned pale and spurted out a mouthful of blood, but he didn't have time to calm down, he just held the sword and killed again, and the attacks around him were not stopped.

At this time, in the Wanbao Cliff, there were more and more faint lights, and in the end, it was like a dense star, and there was a more vicissitudes of life shrouded in all directions.

If you look closely, you will find that where these lights are, there are all broken divine weapons, some are broken swords that are so rotten that only the hilt remains, some are tattered and broken cloths, and some are only a small horn left.

These items are buried deep under the Wanbao Cliff and are unknown to outsiders, but at this moment, they all emit light, like stars in the night sky, to illuminate the night.

At this time, Zhang Jian was constantly fighting with more than twenty strong men, his injuries were getting worse and worse, but his thoughts were becoming clearer and clearer.

At this moment, Zhang Jian didn't say a word, he kept swinging his sword, and he kept getting hurt, but in his heart, the meaning of the call was getting stronger and stronger.

This is the call of the demon sword, and this is the unique breath left by the demon lord when he gave Zhang Jian the sword seal.

This call grows stronger over time, like a volcano that accumulates power, waiting for the moment to erupt.

"Death in my hands can be regarded as your creation!"

A cold and arrogant voice sounded, and I saw a middle-aged man holding a long sword, and with a wave of the long sword, the sword light was like silk, but it was more terrifying than Sima Hongyi, which was also a strong man who comprehended the sword intent.

And this person is the first to rush out, with the golden shield spirit rune to block the embroidery needle of the strong man, he has a good identity, amazing background, has a golden shield spirit rune, his own strength has also reached the triple peak of the sublimation realm, only one step away, can step into the sublimation realm quadruple.

At this moment, he made a strong move, taking advantage of Zhang Jian's serious injury and sluggishness, he suddenly broke out and wanted to kill Zhang Jian with one blow.

This sword is like a thunderbolt in the nine heavens, and it is like an antelope hanging horns, so wonderful that it is at its peak, Zhang Jian will definitely not be able to dodge, and he will definitely die.

Wan Qianqiu had even seen the picture of Zhang Jian's death, he was excited, and his right hand leaned out slightly, ready to snatch the treasure on Zhang Jian's body in an instant. However, at the moment when Wan Qianqiu made a move, the countless rays of light that had been hidden under the Wanbao Cliff seemed to be being pulled, and quickly converged in a certain direction, converging into a torrent of light, and rushed away suddenly.